here is the concept, if yous guys will obilge me... were all gonna write a song together... line by line. so, post a new line after the one i wrote... and so on and so on, i didnt explain that too well, but get it? anyway, here goes... sittin at my desk, the world on my mind...
Comes to me the thought that we're quite a crappy band Damn, we must be the worst export product of the land So we'd better bury our sorry asses in the sand (a bit of self-mockery never hurts right? )
we'll carry on our romance among the potato peelings where better than the garbage can to talk about our feelings?
i know a place better, its my ex-wife's bellybutton but she's buried in the ground, i clubbed her with a year-old muffin
kind of... its pretty funny too who cares about feelings? theyre just like stuffing, without the turkey they amount to nothing